So..... then there's this

Hey ya'll.

So you remember that whole news thing about having another little monkey butt joy..

Yea... 

Soak that in, cause I'm still trying! 

-Hang in there, Dingleberries!

What I'm Loving Wedneday

Good morning Dingleberries, 

I've thought and thought about what I'm loving today. What with a my grumpy start and all this morning (nothing new there I guess)  It's  just a roller coaster lately 

Life and everything that comes with it. .

But this is a post of What I'm Loving .. Not what  I can find to bitch about at this moment.. .So sit back and enjoy while I try to entertain a post for right now...  

Linking up with LittleDaisyMay so go check her out as well!!  

Happy Wednesday Dingleberries!

I'm Loving...

Spring Break is next week. I'm not able to take off and go anywhere (unfortunately) but we're excited to take Pokey to Six Flags again this year... We've had a blast the last 2 years we've gone.  Here's to hoping our weather is better come next Wednesday!

I'm Loving...

I'm 30 weeks prego this week. They're taking the baby MB in just 7 weeks.  7 weeks!  That doesn't seem like  a very long time. As you can imagine, I'm a bit of a nervous wreck with this matter!

I'm Loving... 

We finally  decided on paint colors for Pokey's room and Baby MB.  Now to find someone to get working on them.  Papa MB says I shouldn't be painting.. What? 

I'm Loving... 

We're almost over the hump for this week. That's right, we're halfway through Wednesday.  Pfew, I'm tired already.  

I'm Loving... 

Easter is this Sunday.. I can have chocolate again .. I'm so excited! 

and of course .. 

I'm Loving... 

What are you loving?

Happy Wednesday Dingleberries!!

-hang in there!

A Rant for Sunday!

Happy Sunday Dingleberries ..

Just a quick rant...

It became evident tonight that Howard the guinea pig requires a name change...  Howardette!!!  Funny story, Howard was squeaking and running around his cage today and I asked Pokey to feed the little turd. Knowing he most likely needs some veggies and pellets in there.

"Mom, Howard looks...different"  As you can imagine that will make anyone get up from the couch to inspect... 

SURPRISE!!!

Perry

 

Norman

Meet Perry and Norman ...  So as you can tell, the lady who sold us our dear Norman was unaware that she was prego.  UGH!!  This was not a pleasant surprise actually, but wasn't really a surprise at all. Deep down I was worried that Howard shouldn't be THAT fat!  Just goes to show..

 

You can't trust these crazy, sometimes unintelligent Rednecks up here where we live!!!

 

This isn't the worst part though ... It's been raining for about 6 hours (so far). I'm not looking forward to stepping out in the mud pit tomorrow either...

 

The Guinea pigs are adorable though and Pokey is determined to convince Mr MB and I that we should keep them... Save me! 

 

 

What I'm Loving Wednesday

Happy Wednesday Ya'll. Here we are again, already. I was complaining earlier (no my other blog) about not having any ideas on what I would share this week.  It took me few minutes to get it all together, but randomly I've placed this awesome blog for you today.  So sit back and enjoy What I'm Loving this Wednesday and don't forget to check out This Kind of Love where it all began!  :)

I'm Loving... 

I'm Loving the news regarding the oven issue a few months ago. I say these photos should drop some serious hints on the subject... Just sayin'!

I'm Loving it's Zombie month.. I'm not loving Dish and AMC for not being able to watch The Walking Dead this year!  Bastards!

I'm loving it's breast cancer awareness month!  Pass it on, raise awareness!!

I'm loving it's October. That means pumpkins and Halloween and changing leaves.  I hate cold weather, but I love the fall. Weird how that works?

I'm loving you guys and my friends and family.  For always being here and there and everywhere!  

I'm loving those who are willing to send me art for my MB office!

I'm loving that I've finished this post.

Lastly, I'm loving this adorable monkey I received in my email today!  Thanks Odie!

Hang in there!

This just in: Oven's on

Brace yourselves Dingleberries, this is going to come as a surprise. Mr Monkey Butt and I have decided, well more like I've convinced myself that the monkey butts should add to our little family.  You're reading that right and no I don't mean we're getting another dog, a third guinea pig or any other 'pet' you can think of.

The oven is officially on and we're hoping to bring another bundle of joy in the world. That's right, another 'fury' poo flinging little turd to bless upon this world.

I'm terrified and excited,  worried and sappy. All at the same time.

I'm prepared for either, have already told Mama Monkey Butt and some of my girl friends, but I just had to spill the beans to you all as well.

I'm 30-something, I can't keep waiting or it just won't happen. No better time than the present right?  We've not told Pokey yet, considering my age and all, I don't want to get her hopes up just  yet.  Just in case you know.

My heartbreak will be bad enough, don't want to try to explain that one, plus there is the whole birds and bees things.  Yea, I've never been prepared for this one. It's going  to happen, I think. I don't know what to tell her.

Heyalp! What did you tell your kids?  About birds and bees and sex and stuff, hahahah..

I've already got names though, hey, dis Monkey dont' frak around, check it, what you think ..

• Ara Wesley (boy) 
• Ella Louise (girl) 

Hang in  there!

The kitchen is closed...

Lazer Beams

First let me start by saying this picture made me laugh out loud and I mean literally! It was just that funny! Secondly we're gonna talk about babies and not where they come from. Sorry if you were excited about that tidbit.

So my baby, who is not so much a baby (or so she would say) is 8 years old, already.  Don't ask me, I've no idea how that come to be. Just yesterday she was laying with her face smashed against the webbing of the play pen and BAM she's almost as tall as me and a helluva a lot cooler than I ever was, am or will be.  Like  for serious, I go to lunch with her most weeks and there are kids all over the place saying "Hey pokey" (of course they don't call her that).  Kids that aren't even in her class, I'm like who the hell is that kid!??  tee hee.  She is a cool kid though and as sweet as can be. From what her teacher tells me. Why doesn't she act like that at home then?  Damn!

<3 My girl is sweet <3

Back to the post.... So here lately I see all my friends and their babies or they're expecting babies. Yesterday at the ear Dr a girl comes in with her 'baby'. He wasn't a new born or anything. He was big enough to hold his toys and drool, though I doubt he could walk or anything. I spot Pokey checking him out. 

You all hear me bitching and moaning about how fat I am. How I want to lost weight and blah blah blah, lets leave that alone. Well Pokey tells me when I say something that I'm having a  baby because I'm getting fat. Awe that's so sweet huney, to think she thinks I'm having a baby instead of just being fat. Pretty flattering, but it's not true.  I'm NOT having any babies.

This makes me feel bad, a little. Mainly because I catch her spotting kids, babies and just aweing them. It's terrifying to think she will grow up and want one of those!  I can't fathom the idea of making any more babies though. I mean to think about it makes me cringe, makes the bile in the deepest depths of my stomach curdle up and topple to the top!  It's disgusting really.   Does it make sense for me to feel guilty? I know with all that I am that it isn't something I want. To put my whole life on hold, again so that I can play mommy to a baby?  Really?  I mean, I'm in my 30's already.  I've no real career, I've no money for childcare for a baby and well I've overloaded as  is it. Work, home, life. Where the fuck is there any time  for more kids?  Pokey and Mr Monkey Butt both this it's a sweet idea, I think perhaps because they don't know the work that goes into it. The constant worry I have even with my 8 year old, imagine doing all the worry with babies again. Let alone the stress. I've said it  before, I will say it again. It's too late for me. The age, the lack of things, it just isn't right for me.....

Those  of you has more than one, how do you do it?  I may never know. 

But I salute you and genuinely am looking to hear every ones thoughts on this one :)  Hang in there Dingleberries.